To Be a Power in the Shadows!

One of the assassins stepped in, stuffed him in time.

The distance between Epsilon and them is still far. It was supposed to be an easy distance to deal with even if I stepped in from here.

- But.

"Nah!?

Suddenly, the assassin's neck broke into space.

Epsilon's sword slashes apart a dancing blood splash and a body that collapses without power.

"This guy's gonna fly his magic - ugh!?

The four remaining assassins move to defense with a quick reaction, but I can't hide my surprise from that face.

Perhaps,

Flying a sword strike with magic can be done by anyone with some demon swordsman. But few people use it in action.

Magic is when you leave your own flesh, you lose control and become misty. So it consumes an even greater amount of magic to connect and stop the magic that tries to disperse. And it takes time to prepare a large amount of magic, which slows down the attack. The longer the distance increases, the more time and magic you need to accelerate.

Human detachment and elaborate control are needed to solve those problems. We must curb the consumption of magic with elaborate control, reduce the time of accumulation, and fly magic far away with less magic and shorter time. Even if we could do that, it would still be difficult to continue fighting without an extraordinary amount of magic.

"There's no magic buildup... is that possible to imitate"

Their surprise was special because they understand the difficulty of dealing with slaughter flying on a real life level.

"Don't solidify, spread out!!

- It's no use.

Numerous sword strikes tear the air apart.

They echo the creepy sound of mowing lives and unilaterally cleave away the escaping assassins.

"Chip, you can't avoid it."

"Once I'm out of time"

"Don't retreat, if you don't pack the distance, unilaterally -"

"It's no use - you'll never get away from my time"

One more thing, the assassin's neck flew.

Epsilon's slaughter chops up the blood splash that erupted, turning it into red mist and drifting.

"It's not good..."

"You mean you're controlling so much slaughter -"

"This is the" Seven Shades "...... ugh"

A rushing color floats on the assassin's face.

And when Epsilon's slaughter cut his whole body into pieces, another assassin became a fog of blood.

- At that time.

"Gah."

At the same time as the distressed voice, the slaughter stopped.

Epsilon holds his chest and kneels.

And she collapsed as it was.

"I didn't... ugh"

Red blood flows out of the gap in the slimesuit.

The wound opened.

"Master Mordred said he put a deep hand on it..."

"Looks like it was the limit."

Yes, Epsilon was the limit.

It was because she understood it that she challenged the short-term showdown. If you were a co-opponent, you would never have fought in the first offense.

But the opponent has two names in the church.

Though one was killed in the first act, it was sticky and time consuming since then. And the wounds of Epsilon were opened when the three assassins were laid down.

"Ku...... ugh"

A sword falls zero from Epsilon's hand.

"... Are we the first ones to crusade 'Seven Shades'? I'm sure of the promotion."

"But there are six more of these. Hopefully it won't threaten the Order..."

"Master Mordred will kill them all. Shadows and mountain generals."

"I hope so... hey, don't move"

They looked down at Epsilon, who distorted his face in pain.

"I'm not going to kill you yet. Ever since I pulled the information... whoa."

Epsilon reached for the sword he had dropped. The assassin stepped on his hand.

"Huh... Huh"

"No use."

"Dear Sha... Doh..."

"Hey, what are you doing"

"Sorry..."

Epsilon squeezes his final force to build a small knife and moves to pierce it into his throat.

"Heh, stop it!!

The assassin's leg kicked the knife on the brink.

"Ahhh..."

"It's dangerous."

"Oh, hey, you... my leg..."

"Hmm? What's with the legs?

"Oh, my leg... it's cut..."

"Huh...?

The leg of the man who kicked the knife rolled into the cobblestone with Potri.

"Oh, oh, my, my legs. Ahhhhhhh!

And tricks, tricks, tricks, and.

Footsteps approached.